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trans_92010-03-16 03:14 am
governorkang) wrote in trans_92010-03-16 03:14 am
Entry tags:
- !location: drunken dragon,
- !location: the city,
- !status: open,
- allen gentry,
- ax,
- billy cranston,
- blin,
- brother cargn,
- buffy summers,
- charles kawalsky,
- chris ramirez,
- claudia donovan,
- dean winchester,
- doc,
- faith,
- fate testarossa harlaown,
- flash,
- fletcher tringham,
- grim eyes,
- hellcat,
- hisk longwing,
- indigo,
- jacen solo,
- jaina solo,
- jamie hemeros,
- jamie mccrimmon,
- jason todd,
- jo lupo,
- john-117,
- jono starsmore,
- kang,
- kaylee frye,
- lash,
- luis sera,
- mai,
- marco,
- mulan,
- nanoha,
- plays-in-traffic,
- rhiow,
- rtas 'vadum,
- sam winchester,
- samus aran,
- san,
- sawyer,
- scarlet witch,
- sofia mantega,
- son of satan,
- spock,
- stature,
- tess lee,
- the major,
- tycho celchu,
- wags-tail-a-lot,
- wedge antilles,
- wyn callahan,
- yue ayase
CEEEEEELEBRATE GOOD TIMES~
Several buildings in the City had been completely destroyed during Aang's rampage, but a few had survived relatively unscathed. It had only taken Kang two days to repair the Drunken Dragon; he'd done so by himself, not even waiting for his leg to heal up a bit first.
Usually, he didn't bother lighting any candles or using the fireplace in the tavern unless it was a period when the artificial sun had set. He could see perfectly fine in the dim light. For the celebration, though, he'd thrown the windows open wide, scrounged up every candle he could find, and started up a fire, knowing that human vision wasn't as good as his own. The tables surrounding the stage had been cleaned, as well as the tankards, and the door was propped open. The bozak had even wrestled two of the 60-gallon barrels from the back room into a corner of the main room for easier access, one of cactus juice and one of ale. If more was needed, he was sure he could get someone to help bring out another.
Tess had commandeered the kitchen to make her food, bringing in her own equipment. Kang had been slightly afraid at first that she was going to burn the place down, but nothing had happened yet. She seemed to know what she was doing, even if she'd given him a few scares.
The sunlight glistened on the old sword blade teeth and dinnerplate eyes of the comical-looking wooden dragon grinning above the entrance. Come in, relax, have a drink and a bite to eat!
[OOC note: Both drinks are alcoholic, and the cactus juice has twice the kick of the ale. :D;]
Usually, he didn't bother lighting any candles or using the fireplace in the tavern unless it was a period when the artificial sun had set. He could see perfectly fine in the dim light. For the celebration, though, he'd thrown the windows open wide, scrounged up every candle he could find, and started up a fire, knowing that human vision wasn't as good as his own. The tables surrounding the stage had been cleaned, as well as the tankards, and the door was propped open. The bozak had even wrestled two of the 60-gallon barrels from the back room into a corner of the main room for easier access, one of cactus juice and one of ale. If more was needed, he was sure he could get someone to help bring out another.
Tess had commandeered the kitchen to make her food, bringing in her own equipment. Kang had been slightly afraid at first that she was going to burn the place down, but nothing had happened yet. She seemed to know what she was doing, even if she'd given him a few scares.
The sunlight glistened on the old sword blade teeth and dinnerplate eyes of the comical-looking wooden dragon grinning above the entrance. Come in, relax, have a drink and a bite to eat!
[OOC note: Both drinks are alcoholic, and the cactus juice has twice the kick of the ale. :D;]
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At Ax's next comment, Marco rolls eyes eyes. "Ax, you don't take food from Kang directly. He puts it on a table. We go to the table. And then we eat it. See?" Marco nodded to one of the tables, which did indeed have rows and rows of drinks on it. Marco cocked his head. "Huh. Guess the food's not ready."
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Between insomnia and television PSA's, Ax has picked up a thing or two about safe partying. From personal experience with the Animorphs, he's mostly learned that it always ends badly -- if it's not a Tria gland infection, it's a morph-hunting dust cloud from Saturn.
He picks up one of the drinks and sniffs it experimentally. "This smells like mouthwash."
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Marco picked up a drink of his own, and took a small sip. He raised an eyebrow and looked down at it. "Wow, Kang wasn't kidding about the ale. This is old school, man. And you can't complain about the smell Ax, you've eaten mouthwash."
Marco turned to looked around at the other people. He spotted a few familiar faces, and many that weren't.
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Hmm, similar sensation to that of the mouthwash he'd sampled, but with a different sort of taste. Neither were particularly unpleasant. He took a bigger swallow and began to move toward the nearest wall. There was interesting decor to inspect, and he'd feel better knowing that no one could sneak up on him without coming through the wall.
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...wait. Where was Ax? Marco looked around wildly, trying to spot him. All he could see was the crowd. Ax's human morph was nowhere to be seen.
"Crap," he hissed under his breath. A party with a large amount of free alcohol was not the place Marco wanted to lose Ax. And there wasn't even any food out yet, so he couldn't just head for the food table and wait for Ax to inevitably show up there.
With a distinctly unhappy expression on his face, Marco started searching.
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He finally does stop moving, if only because he has obtained a second drink and he would be very sad to spill it on himself. He sits down and scoots under the table, so as not to get stepped on by anyone passing by, and proceeds to attempt to catalog the sensations. He's contemplating whether or not his insides have actually become as fuzzy as they feel when he spies a pair of familiar legs. He sticks a foot out to get the attention of the legs' owner and invite him to join him under the table.
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"You #&%*ing stupid #^$%*@#$&$^@# I am going to...Ax?" Marco blinked when he finally turned to face the idiot who had tripped him, and found Ax.
"What the hell are you doing!" he yelled. Scrambling to his feel, Marco moved to yank Ax up. "And please tell me that is still your first drink..."
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He remained stubbornly on the floor. The room was moving around entirely too much to stand. Marco could haul on his arm all he wanted, Ax was staying right where he was.
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Marco yanked on Ax again, trying to pull Ax to his feet. "Come on man, get up."
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It didn' work though and it took a lot longer than normal to get to where she was suppose to be. Fiiiiiiiiinally she found Marco trying to help some other dude to his feet. "Heeeeeeeeeeey... Uh, what happened here?"
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...And of course this is when Claudia had to show up. "This is the friend i was talking about. The one who drank too much." Marco glared at Ax. And then grabbed at Ax's arm again when Ax yanked it out of Marco's hands, and tried to pull him up again.
"The floor is not moving. You are drunk. And if you stay under the table I am going to start kicking you."
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She turned to Marco's friend and offered him her hand. "Here, lemme help you up."
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He pulled his arm out of Marco's grip again and scuttled back under the table. He popped up on the opposite side, gripping the table to keep himself upright. "You don't get to kick me, kuh-ick kuh. I had to crawl inside your nose!"
The room tilted. Ax clung stubbornly to the table to remain upright, and nodded at the human who had just arrived. "Thank you, but I am not fifteen. Eeen, eeeenuh. I am two, but closer to sixteen of your years."
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Sighing, he turned to Claudia. "He's older than he looks, alright? And I told him to have small doses, which, by the way, does not mean 'drink whenever anyone else does', Ax-man."
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She stood and straightened her shirt before flashing them both a bright smile. "Oh it's cool. I mean I guess we should be glad there's no food out yet.... Right, Aximili-Esgarrouth-Isthill?"
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"Perhaps, hapuhsuh, closer to seventeen now," he muttered absently, then scowled in Marco's direction. "I no longer feel pleasantly warm."
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Geez. Seems like Claudia really did know everyone on the ship. Which was so not fair. Marco wanted to meet the most awesome people!
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Her bottom lip jutted out. "See if I tell you anything awesome anymore!!!"
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< Should I start demorphing? > he asked Marco in private thought-speak. Was this something he ought to be concerned about?
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Marco had been careful to never mention anything about the Animorphs. He'd rather keep his abilities as an ace up his sleeve. So he knew he'd never said anything about Ax or their abilities to Claudia. And if Claudia had never met Ax before...
"Where did you hear that word?" Marco asked, his voice deceptively calm. "I've never said it. And I know Ax and Tobias wouldn't go around telling people about us."
He fixed Claudia with an intense stare. "Have you been spying on us, is that it?" he hissed. "Or did you get someone else to do it? Do you did around an gossip about what you find out?"
His eyes flicked to Ax for an instant, and he nodded - just slightly, not enough to be obvious to Claudia, but enough that Ax would be able to see it.
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Suddenly it dawned on her what he'd said before and she couldn't help the flicker of excitement that crossed her expression. "Dude, Tobia is here too? What about the others?" Ugh! She groaned and reached up and smacked her forehead. When would she learn to shut up?!
"Look dude, I'm not friggin spying on you, OK? 'Cause for one, I have waaaaaaaaaaaaay better things to be doin' with my time. But anyway, you wouldn't believe me if I told you."
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He was so glad Elfangor wasn't here...
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He liked Claudia, yes. She was cute and funny and smart and arguing about how had met the coolest people on the ship with her was fun. But Marco has spent three years of his life fighting the Yeerk War. And he had never really managed to unlearn the mentality that anyone could be an enemy. He probably never would.
So right now? He was definitely regarding Claudia as a possible enemy to him, Ax and Tobias. Maybe even Elfnagor and Loren too, although the other Animorphs were definitely Marco's priority. If she knew information about him that he hadn't revealed then she had a source that was out of Marco's control, and that she potential had information about him and the other Animorphs that could be used against them.
But she was supposed to be a friend. Maybe not someone he could trust yet, but at least someone who wouldn't stab him in the back anytime soon. To say that Marco was not happy about this would be a massive understatement. And he definitely wanted an explanation.
"If you weren't spying, then how the hell do you know about us?" he said cooly. "We don't go around telling people we're Animorphs."
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